Chapter 53
Chapter fifty-three
Dmitri
My teeth gritted at the reminder of the nightmares that plagued her. Little whimpers would leave her throat as she thrashed around at a nameless monster in her sleep.
I’d been waiting for her to name her monsters, so I could rip open their throats and savor the melody of their final gurgling breaths.
Alisa looked like a fawn who’d finally been cornered by a wolf. “Y-you were behind all of it?”
I nodded, bracing myself for anger that I’d cornered her into my arms. Still it wouldn’t change anything. I meant every word. She was mine. And there wasn’t a single force in this world that could take her away from me.
Nothing she could say would change that.
As she processed my words, I could almost see her brain spinning in a million different directions. Part of me wished I could reach into that beautiful and fucked up mind and taste every single one of her thoughts. It might’ve helped me predict what happened next.
The corners of her lips stretched into a huge grin. Alisa’s eyes practically glowed. I meticulously memorized the expression as she threw herself into my arms.
“Thank you,” Alisa whispered against my chest.
I stared down at her to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating.
“Are you thanking me for forcing you out of your apartment?” I asked, unsure if this was some sort of reverse psychology.
Alisa’s head bobbed against me, and her entire body seemed to move with it.
I stifled a groan. She felt so good against me. Finally, she was back where she belonged. Still, I couldn’t let me dick overtake my brain.
I threaded my fingers through her silky hair and pulled until she was looking up at me.
“You really aren’t mad?” I said, watching her closely.
“Mad?” she said with a laugh.
Her giggle was so mirthful and cute I wanted to memorize every high and low pitch…
And then fuck her mouth while she made the exact same noise.
“This entire time, I’ve been praying that it never stops snowing, so you wouldn’t throw me out.”
She opened and closed her mouth, struggling to find her next words. I brushed a finger against her lips. Alisa smiled against my touch and finally found her words.
Lucky girl, I might’ve given her a use for that mouth otherwise.
“Being here with you is the happiest I’ve ever been. For the first time in my life, I feel safe.” Alisa swallowed and stared at me. A hint of disbelief shone in her eyes, but I could almost taste the truth in her words. “If you’d asked me to leave, I think I might’ve begged to stay.”
I smiled, some of the tension leaving my chest. Her eyes brightened to a depth that I hadn’t known was possible.
“There’s still time for you to beg…” I said. “Although, there’s something else I’d prefer you beg for.”
Alisa bit down on her lip. With a groan, I yanked her face towards mine, kissing her hard enough to leave an imprint in her memory. She opened for me with a mewl, and I reminded her with my tongue who owned her body.
My lips moved down the sensitive part of her neck and marked her so everyone would know who she belonged to. Her groans of appreciation left me hard as a fucking rock.
When I swallowed those cries with my tongue and finally pulled away, her lips looked so bee-stung it took all of my self control not to immediately go back in for another taste.
“Dmitri,” she groaned, resting her head against my shoulder. “God, I missed you tonight.”
With those words, my brain finally overtook my dick and reminded me she left. As much as I wanted to push her to her knees and properly welcome her home, I needed to know why she’d disobeyed me.
“Why did you go back to your apartment?” I asked.
My hand twitched as I noticed a strand of golden hair that’d fallen across her face. No, if I touched her again, I’d lose all focus.
Her breaths came out labored as she collected herself enough to speak. Clearly I wasn’t the only one turned the hell on.
“I’m sorry for leaving. It’s complicated, but I promise it was the last thing I wanted to do.” A heavy sigh exited her mouth. “I went back to my apartment to grab money… Did you happen to bring my stash back here?”
I blinked. Well, that wasn’t what I’d been expecting.
Still, I didn’t like the sound of ‘complicated’. I’d uncover that soon enough.
“Everything’s in that room,” I said, nodding towards the door at the end of the hall. “Well, everything except for that shitty furniture of yours.”
Her eyes lit up, and she started to head towards the room. I grabbed her arm and dragged her back into me.
“Don’t think you’re getting off that easily.” I nipped at her neck. “Disobedient little kotenok. What am I going to do with you?”
Alisa smiled up at me, the heat in her eyes matching my own.
I pushed her hard into the front door and ripped her thin shirt from her body with my bare hands. She gasped at the suddenness, but I silenced her with my lips. I tasted that pretty mouth while I dug my hands underneath her bra, and onto those perfect breasts.
I tightened my grip, and her hips rocked into my own.
I pinned them against the door, letting her feel the effect she had on me.
While she mindlessly ground against me, I ripped the bra away from her body, and tasted the sweetness of her nipples.
I sucked the first one into my mouth, and bit down hard.
“Mine,” I said harshly, before possessing the other one with my tongue. She shook against me.
“Such a slut,” I tsked as my hand teased towards her pants. “I’ve barely even touched you, and you’re already desperate to come.”
Before she could reply, I spun her around pressing her face against the door. “Put your hands above your head, and maybe I’ll let you.”
Immediately, she obeyed, and I hummed approvingly.
“Good little whore.” Alisa bit down on her lip and barely suppressed a moan. I leaned down, and whispered into her ear. “My whore.”
I took a step back and admired the bare curve of her back. All of her body was mine to torture and please. I could bring her to the brink all night long and listen to her beg to tip over the edge.
Warmth flooded me as I remembered she wouldn’t ever be leaving me again. I’d be able do this every single fucking night.
I ran a finger down her spine, and she turned her head to look at me. A blissed out expression consumed her.
I gripped the top of her pants, ready to consume her completely. With a single motion, I ripped her underwear and pants down to her upper thigh.
But that view wasn’t what caught my attention.
Alisa’s eyes were completely blank. In contrast to the previous shivers of anticipation, her body was now rigidly still.
“Alisa?” I said quietly, my focus completely on her expression.
Nothing. No reaction at all.
I spoke her name louder, but her eyes still held that frozen look of nothingness. Something stabbed at my chest, and I would’ve called it my heart if I was still capable of having one.
I gently ran a finger over her face, hoping the hint of contact would wake her from whatever dream was trapping her.
I ground my teeth when not even the slightest reaction rippled across her face.
Grabbing that fluffy blanket she loved, I placed it over her rigid shoulders. Gently, I wrapped it around her still body, covering her completely.
Nothing.
I cradled Alisa in my arms and carried her to that couch she loved to curl up in. Feeling her stiff body made my pulse beat quicker than it had when I’d snapped someone’s neck earlier. Fuck.
I settled her into her favorite spot, hoping that would trigger something. When she remained deathly still, I went to move. Could a lack of contact help jolt her? But her arms stayed mindlessly wrapped around me.
I gently tried to tug free. Alisa only held on tighter, her face still terrifyingly blank. Even with her mind in another dimension, she refused to let go of me. My chest tightened, and I tugged her closer.
“Alisa, come back to me,” I said. “Please.”